You keep saying you got something for meSomething you call love but confessYou've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'And now someone else is getting all your bestWell, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doOne of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'You keep losing when you oughta not betYou keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'What's right is right but you ain't been right yetThese boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doOne of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep playing where you shouldn't be playingAnd you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (HAH)Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches (YEAH)And what he knows you ain't had time to learnThese boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doOne of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you